Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 30 Hibiscus, I want a child
"Okay, I got it, you go back quickly." Nan Jin smiled and patted her on the shoulder. If she didn't want to, who would wrong her!
Asking the housekeeper to arrange a car to send Yuan Zi'an away, Nan Jin saw Tong Junhao as soon as he entered the door. He was sitting on the sofa smoking quietly, giving people the first impression that he was like a melancholy prince.

Nan Jin shook her head, even if her brain twitched, she shouldn't have such an idea.

She was about to go upstairs when Tong Junhao called to stop her, Nan Jin turned her head and found that he didn't look at her, he lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

She walked over, and the butler brought the fruit tea and retreated with the servants.

Nan Jin sat across from him, and Tong Junhao's eyes fell on her, as if looking at her, and seemed to be looking at someone through her, this kind of gaze made Nan Jin a little uncomfortable.

She didn't hide, but met his gaze, "what's the matter?"

The soft voice scratched her heart like a feather, it was very pleasant to hear, not as flamboyant and energetic as her whole person.

"I want to give children."

"boom"--

As if a thunderbolt exploded, Nan Jin shook her head, she felt that she really seemed to have a brain twitch, as if she heard Tong Junhao saying that she wanted to give the child.

She tried her best to pull out a smile, and told herself over and over again that she had heard wrong, "What did you say?"

"Let's have a baby, Nan Jin."

Tong Junhao raised his head, and Nan Jin could tell that he was very serious.

After two months of marriage, perhaps the other newlyweds are already pregnant. The most intimate contact between them is just holding hands. Nan Jin really didn't think that it would take time for him to say a word, so he waited for two months.

Is this... a sexual invitation from him?

However, he is also good at women?
Thinking of this, a picture of her with a big belly and Tong Junhao and Tong Xiaowu carrying her affectionately popped up in her mind.

Shocked all over, she suddenly raised her head and blurted out: "Then what about Tong Xiaowu?"

Does he just want a successor?Can Tong Xiaowu be happy?
One question after another popped up in Nan Jin's mind, but she didn't see that the man opposite her was frowning more and more tightly. What does it have to do with Tong Xiaowu if he married her and had a child?When did she know Tong Xiaowu so well?
"What does our child have to do with Xiao Wu?"

During the two months abroad, Tong Xiaowu frequently called Tong Junhao. Of course, sometimes Tong Junhao would throw the phone to Nan Jin when he was annoyed by Tong Xiaowu. Could it be that the two of them developed some kind of relationship during this time? up?
Nan Jin was speechless for a while, and said in her heart: Of course it is related, he is your boyfriend and younger brother, and I am your wife, the relationship between the two of you is nothing now, if you really have a child in the future, how will you get along with each other.

After a long time, Nan Jin: "Can you take it easy? I have to go to school now, I'm afraid it will be bad if I have a child."

Tong Junhao's eyes froze, he stood up from the sofa and walked out.

Nan Jin: "..." Is it wrong to think about him?

In the afternoon, Nan Jin received a call from the Horst Conservatory of Music, inviting her to study at the Horst Conservatory of Music. Nan Jin was a little unhappy.

However, the school has assigned her a tutor based on her achievements in Qingcheng before the age of 18 and some achievements in Yuncheng in the past two years. The strange thing is that Nan Jin's tutor is none other than the one she yearns for. D major music teacher Cai Qingqing.

This time, Nan Jin has nothing to hesitate anymore. Horst is an academy that can only be admired by others, and he will not be overwhelmed by any power. Now that Teacher Cai Qingqing has been transferred here again, Nan Jin is very happy. agree to come down.

Suddenly remembered that when Tong Junhao once visited Xia Garden, he heard that there was a piano room on the third floor. After hanging up the phone, Nan Jin walked towards the piano room with great interest.

In the piano room on the third floor, a white grand piano was placed there independently. The moment she saw it, Nan Jin's eyes lit up and she walked over slowly.

I don't know how long this piano has been here, but it is very clean, it can be said to be spotless.

This is a Bosendorfer piano. Nan Jin stepped forward and gently opened the front and rear top covers, stroking the 88 piano keys with her slender hands, and the piano made irregular ding-dong sounds from time to time.

After trying the sound test, Nan Jin sat down in front of the piano, took a deep breath, pressed her fingers, and the song "Moonlight in the Lotus Pond" flowed out like this.

The difference with Nan Jin is that the songs she likes are very poetic, and when played by her hands, people will always have an immersive feeling.

Throughout the afternoon, Xia Yuan's villa was immersed in such a soothing and gentle environment. When Tong Junhao came back, the sound of the piano still didn't stop completely, but the playing stopped.

Tong Junhao threw away his coat and went upstairs. The door of the piano room was not closed. Standing at the door, he could just see her perfect back. She was facing out of the window. The window was slightly opened, and a bit of wind was blowing in from the outside.

Her nimble fingers jumped on the black and white piano keys, stopping from time to time to pick up a pen to record something in the notebook next to her.

"how long it has been?"

The butler standing behind him immediately replied, "About two and a half hours."

Tong Junhao frowned and strode in.

Nan Jin just threw away the pen, and suddenly saw the shadow on the ground, suddenly realized who turned on the light when, and didn't care about those trivial matters, Nan Jin said: "Tong Junhao, listen to my song."

For some reason, the steps under his feet stopped like this. Tong Junhao looked at her, nodded in a strange way, and the melodious piano sound floated again.

Tong Junhao sat down on the piano bench next to Nan Jin, listening to the new song quietly, with his deep eyes slightly closed, he saw a petite girl in a red dress facing a white hibiscus in a trance. Running in the direction, the corners of her skirt fluttered like a wanton smile on a girl's face.

"Have you ever thought about being an artist?" Nan Jin's piano sound stopped for a long time before Tong Junhao asked.

Nan Jin glanced at Tong Junhao subconsciously, and found that the other party's eyes were still closed, giving people a mysterious feeling. For a moment, she forgot that the other party could not see, she shook her head, "I never thought about it."

The black eyes slowly opened, and Tong Junhao was not surprised by her answer, "Let me know if you are interested someday."

He took her hand and stood up from the piano bench without making any comments on the piece just now.

The dinner was as silent as ever. In the summer garden, cautious words and deeds became synonymous with Nan Jin, although this kind of cautiousness made Tong Junhao angry for a while.

Reported to Tong Junhao about going to the Horst Conservatory of Music tomorrow. After thinking about it, Tong Junhao stopped picking up food, looked at her and said, "I will accompany you tomorrow."

"Shouldn't you have a lot of work?" Nan Jin bit her chopsticks, fighting with the chopped pepper fish head in front of her.

(End of this chapter)